Bats in the Belfry, Hanging and waiting for the bells to chime the midnight hour. On their peal, they will fly out into the darkness, disrupting the October night sky. Silhouettes against the full moon, Embracing their calling, they loom. They own the time until the bells call them home. The above was written inContinue reading “THROWBACK THURSDAY: Bats in the Belfry”
Category Archives: Poem
HEAVEN’S SONG ( A Haiku)
His majesty sings Lyrics dance upon the stars Heaven’s music shines
FAULKNER HOUSE BOOKS (Haiku)
Writers enter in Opened minds to Faulkner’s works Relive history Written for the #ThursdayDoor Challenge at https://nofacilities.com/2022/09/01/more-from-clay-hill/ The photo was taken on my trip to New Orleans in July 2021
INSANITY (A Haiku)
Chaos flows freely Teeming over the edges Reality ends Note: Yes, it is customary to write haiku’s based on nature, but I wanted to try something different. When I saw this photo, this is what came to mind.
TSM 225: Aftermath
Stillness. An eerie calm settles in as blades cease to spin. Murky water sits -vacant, placid. There is nowhere to go. The morning light brings forth contradiction. She looks down at the mud between her toes – the dry earth now swallowed into the mouth of yesterday’s storm. Only now is there stillness. Only nowContinue reading “TSM 225: Aftermath”
CRAVING AUTUMN (A Haiku)
My soul craves autumn Where colorful leaves abound Transporting me home
Summer Moonlight: A Haiku
Summer moonlight glows Radiance ignites my soul Light shatters darkness
AWAKE, MY SOUL
Awake, my soul from restless sleep. Stir my heart – inviting His presence. Arouse my mind, evoking His Word. Awake, my soul from the darkest depths. Stir my heart with love abounding. Arouse my mind – remembering His promises. © 2022 Raelyn Pracht
Throwback Thursday: LUCIDITY
Lucidity is lost, fading with memories of better times. She is a fragment of who she was – a vibrant girl she used to know, stolen by unexpected grief. Simple plans have vanished. She blinks as nothing comes to mind, but her uninvited reality of darkness. ©Raelyn Pracht 2020
SILENT SATURDAY
In silence, we wait. Pondering, hoping. Waiting quietly, anxiously outside the tomb. His bloody and broken body lay in rags. We feel the weight – weight of our sins upon Him, We are the reason He came – the reason He lay behind the stone on this day of darkness and grief. In silence, weContinue reading “SILENT SATURDAY”
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